In other circumstances, Renault could have seen him being friends with the Archduke. Given the Duke was “the bad guy” according to the order he was apparently being inducted into, and that he had captured both him and Constance and was holding them hostage, that seemed unlikely now.
“That was strange,” Constance said after they were both escorted to the room she had been imprisoned in earlier. Both were very thankful the Duke chose not to house them together in Renault’s cell.
“Yes, quite peculiar,” Renault agreed as he tossed a log into the fireplace which was burning in the centre of one of the walls. “I don’t know what his angle is.”
“Well, clearly he’s opposed to the Order of the Elders,” Constance replied. She slowly began undoing her dress to get into a nightgown. “Some help?”
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